ammogirl

You guys.  Totally awful news.  My WASHING MACHINE BROKE.  Totally shit the bed.  I had put in a tablecloth, 4 placemats and my bathroom towels (nothing new; they all happen to be red, so I always wash them together) this morning before I left for work, right?  After the gym I had about 45 minutes before I picked Lindsey up so I came home to pick up a bit.  I opened the machine to swap the stuff to the dryer, and everything was still soaked, I figured because everything had gotten wrapped up in the tablecloth, I don’t know.  Doesn’t matter.  I started the machine again to spin out the water, left to pick up Lindsey, and when I got back?  SMELL OF DESTRUCTION in my entry way.  I was like, WHAT IS THAT SMELL but as it was obviously mechanic as opposed to organic (burnt electricity always smells the same way) I immediately knew where to look.  Oh, also the machine was beeping like this:  BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEP!  BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!  

Anyway, dead.  Everything sitting in like, 4 inches of water, and it’s 31 degrees outside, and the laundry room is in the middle of EVERYTHING but nowhere close to a sink or door.  I can’t just throw it all in the dryer because: I AM NOT KIDDING ABOUT THE WATER.  There is gallons.  At least one.

NOW, we (John) have to call the maintenance people tomorrow, and schedule a repair visit, and they probably won’t be able to come until next week, and YOU GUYS. I HAVE TWO TEENAGE DAUGHTERS.  Do you realize how much laundry I have?  

Fuck.

Tomorrow I am not working because I have to cook food for the Thanksgiving fetes going on at both mine and John’s workplaces on Thursday.  And I might or might not have two papers to write (that were due Sunday [last], SHUT UP.)

I downloaded Xanadu to my iPod and watched it while working out today.  Omg.  Totally cheesy, but still fucking AWESOME.  How did I not remember that O.N.J. is on rollerskates the ENTIRE MOVIE?  And that she’s kind of a little whorish?  

Gotta run.  I have to scope out suitable sinks to wash panties in.

Tschuss!!